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No More Sting

We've seen the death of Leviathan

That beast of the sea of peoples

There he is

A carcass on a cross

The enemy defeated

The serpent crushed

So,

Nebo's slave why do you waste your fire?

Sin has lost it's victory

Nehushtan put to rest

Vasuki tamed by Our Master

And now we have our peace

A triumvirate bathed in heavenly glory

Moses, Yeshu and Elijah the Tishbite

Shadraq, Meshaq and Abednigo

Abraham's luminous redeemers

The bull of Eve has washed the defiled stream away in lamb's blood pure and holy

David's seed has retrieved our joy and praise

Agni has returned to the altar of the heart

The unclean fires have no more power

This is the final hour

It is finished

Once tied at the post, 

Pashu is now free to enter the Bridal Chamber 

The cord that tied cut

The chains that bound unlocked 

Solomon's key unveiling the mystery 

To those with ears to hear and eyes to see

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The fish of the sea

What Triumph! Cooly conveyed through your lines.  Love your work as always my friend. Peace to you. Max

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al Bikaadi

Thanks again Max. Yes, it really is a triumphant tale to tell 😁

SHALOM
 

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